Really exactly what usually happens. Also I question my cat's sense of survival sometimes staying outside while it pours!


My little home

Lies on these tumbleling hills

Drenched once more

With fog and rain

Once more again

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Waking up to

Dawn's early light

And last night's cold

Blending in with

The gentle morning breeze

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The smell of rain

Fresh on our grass

And twice unfortunately

On our cats

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Clouds roll across

The seemingly sad

And gray sky

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Chased on

By the rays of the sun

Then fighting furiously

To dominate our morning roof

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Once more

My hometown

Of Seattle

Is waking up again